I’ve discovered there’s a simple joy in the act of walking. I love feeling the rhythm of my steps sync to that of the beating of my heart and slow, steady breathing. I love feeling connected to the earth and the wind whipping my hair into a frenzy. I love knowing how much easier it is to hear the bird’s song or watch her take flight, the ease with which I can stop and capture beauty through a lens. I know that if I were to shout, my words would be carried away from my lips the moment they escaped. There is a beauty in these simple things. Thus, I walk on.